Date: Thu, 24 Feb 2011 07:48:41 -0700
From: Brian Suddards
Subject: Foreign Service 1
Disclaimer: This story deals with boy to boy sex, man to man and other
aspects of consensual sex between males. If it is illegal to read these
storied in your State or Province, you should leave this sight now. This
story is fiction.
Chapter 1
My name is Harry Stone. I had just turned sixteen when I was sent to join
my father, who was High Commissioner for the British Embassy in Uganda. It
was 1933. My mother and father we divorced, I had been living with my
Mother up until she died after a lengthy illness. My Father sent for me. I
had not seen him in almost 10 years so was just a little bit scared and
also excited to be travelling so far from England.
The trip from London to Kampala was quite a journey for a 16 year old
boy. First by steamship to Cape Town, South Africa and then by train to
Kampala. Almost 2 months of travel.
Except for a few British officers and men, I was the only white on the
train from Cape Town to Kampala. The rest were black. I was fascinated by
the black men and boys. Mostly I was fascinated by the huge baskets they
showed in their shorts or native garb. I knew I was queer for men, but had
never had any relationships, except for a few boys in private school.
It was also obvious that none of them wore underwear. I'm glad I did or my
hard on would have showed almost all the time.
When I arrived in Kampala, my Father made it quite clear right from the
start how he felt about me. He showed me my room in the mansion and told me
where I could eat. He said I could continue my Education with the other
whites at the Embassy in Kampala. Not much of a welcome. I soon found out
I was the oldest of all the very few children of whites in Uganda. There
was two nine year old twin boys and 6 girls. Both boys were way to young to
interest me and I had no interest at all in the girls. After half a day of
classes at the Embassy, I was left alone to do as I pleased.
My favorite pass time became exploring Kampala. During one of explorations
I found a small set of falls on one of the creeks that fed the main
river. At the base of the falls was a clear pool of not very cold
water. Behind the falls was a level place I could hide. I spent many an
afternoon watching naked native boys swim in the pool below the falls.
The other thing I did a lot was to watch the football matches between rival
black schools every Saturday. I loved to see the boys cocks and balls
bouncing inside there tight shorts. I wasn't the only white that watched
the matches and several times I saw black boys leaving with white men after
the matches.
After one particular match, I saw a black boy sitting on the grass nursing
a very big bruise on his shin. I had seen him collide with another boy
during the match. I got up and walked over to him.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes Sir. I think it is only bruised."
When I looked at him sitting on the grass, his shorts were pulled very
tight showing a real nice cock. I got instantly hard.
"Would you like a hand?" I asked.
"No I think I will go soak it in the creek."
"Well I was heading there too, I could help you get there."
He looked at me kind of funny and then put out his hand for me to help him
up. As I pulled him up close the thick musk of his odor assailed my
nose. It just made my cock harder. I helped him off the field and down the
path to the railroad bridge. Across the bridge we followed the stream to
the top of the rocks. When I looked down into the pool it was deserted. I
helped him down to a ledge about 5 feet above the water. This is where I
usually jumped into the pool from.
"My name is Harry. What's yours?"
"Idi." He said.
He pulled off his shirt and then just dove off the rock into the pool. I
took my shirt and shorts off, Removed my shoes and socks. I jumped into the
pool. The last time I had dove off into the pool I had lost my underwear,
so was not ready to show him what a puny dick I had compared to him.
The sun reflecting off the water and rocks around the pool made it like an
oven even while in the water. It surprised me when he climbed up under the
falls and out of site behind. I followed him. Here out of the sun it was
much cooler with the light spray from the falls. He was sitting checking
his ankle when I sat down beside him. I leaned in close to have a look at
his ankle. Although a little darker, it appeared to be okay. As I raised my
eyes to him I couldn't help look at his cock confined in his now wet
shorts. It looked even bigger. Before my eyes met his he spoke up.
"You like?" his hand went down to his cock.
With out even thinking, my cock got instantly hard. I stammered a few times
before I looked at him.
"You like my cock." It was not a question.
Not waiting for a reply he got to his knees and pushed down his shorts. His
almost 6 inch and thick cock popped out and stood straight away from the
thick bush. My lips were so dry, I ran my tongue around them and he smiled.
He reached out and took one of my hands and placed it on his cock. As I
gripped it my whole mind exploded. It felt so good, so smooth. He reached
forward and gripped my hard cock in my shorts. I almost exploded right
then.
"You suck now." He said.
Using his other hand he pulled my head down to his cock. As it touched my
lips, I opened my mouth and he pushed it inside. I felt my cock fire in my
shorts as his silky smooth cock slipped into my throat.
When his cock got to my throat I gagged and he let me slide back. He'd push
in until I started to gag and then release me.
"You swallow next time it work better." He said.
I tried the next time I started to gag and his cock slipped right into my
throat. He let me go and then did it again. Soon he was sliding his cock in
and out of my throat all the time. I felt his cock get bigger and then my
throat was filled with liquid. I choked and he let the pressure
off. Another spurt of liquid landed on my tongue and I tasted him. It was
salt/sweet. I just swallowed. I loved the taste of him and started to
really suck on his cock. He finally pulled out.
"You like to suck Idi."
"Yes very much. Can I do it again?"
I was hooked on his sperm.
"Rest first. Take off your shorts Harry."
As soon as my shorts were off he dove down and sucked my cock. It did not
take him long before I let go in his mouth. AS he sat back he told me I
tasted good. I saw his cock was hard again so I laid down to suck him. He
turned around so he could suck me at the same time. I had no problem taking
all his cock into my throat. He moved his hips to drive his cock in and
out. Very soon I felt another load in my mouth and just swallowed it all
down. He continued to suck me until I came again and then sat up.
"You come tomorrow?" He asked.
"I'll come everyday if you want."
"Everyday is good. I like you Harry, I like you cock too."
"I like your cock too Idi. I could suck you all the time."
Everyday for the next few weeks I met Idi at the pool. Sometimes when I was
sucking him other boys were swimming. It did not matter to me, I just loved
to have that black cock buried in my throat. Sometimes he sucked me, but
mostly I just sucked him off three or four times.
About mid August, my Dad told me he was being transferred to South
Africa. We would be leaving the first of October. Damn I would be losing my
one real good pastime.
When I told Idi, he said it was time I learned other things too. He stood
up and told me to kneel in front of him. AS he slipped his soft cock into
my mouth he pissed. I was so surprised I gagged on his very acidic and foul
tasting piss. Most just ran from my mouth and down my chin. He stepped
back.
"Next time just swallow. You get used to it. Now suck me again."
This time he rammed his cock into my mouth and throat. He held my head as
he fucked my face. It did not take long until I tasted his sweet load. When
he pulled out, he was still hard and I wanted to continue sucking.
"Lay down on your back. I fuck you now." He said.
I wasn't sure what he meant, but did as he said.
AS I laid down my hard cock slapped against my belly. He lifted my legs as
he kneeled between my legs. He pushed my legs back toward my head and my
ass lifted up. I saw him spit and then felt his cock at my hole. I tried to
stop him. I knew what was coming and had never done that before, He held me
in an iron grip and slowly pushed his cock into my ass. I screamed, and he
stopped. It was just inside me. He waited a bit and pushed again. It still
hurt like hell, but not as much as before. With only a groan escaping my
lips he pushed harder. I felt his whole cock slide into me. It was really
strange. It felt weird and it was only a dull ache I felt. I was sure I
could feel the blood pulsing in his cock it was so tight.
He slid back out and then back in. I don't know what happened but all of a
sudden my cock got hard real fast and I moaned. He started to move faster
and the feelings got stronger. I almost shouted when my cock fired. I felt
a warm sensation filling my ass. He stopped with his cock buried deep
inside.
"You like my cock in your ass?" He asked.
"Yes." I moaned.
He started again, only this time he went very fast in and out of me. This
time I felt his cock thicken as he came close. He pulled out and grabbed my
head and pulled me onto his cock. As soon as I tasted his dirty cock I
rebelled, but his hand on my head prevented me from getting his cock out of
my mouth. He unloaded his sperm into my throat. I loved it so much I forgot
about what else I was tasting and just sucked. As he went soft he again
pissed in my mouth. It didn't taste as bad and I just swallowed it all.
"You like now Harry?"
"Yes."
When we walked out into the pool several other boys swimming looked at us
and smiled. Idi washed me and then pushing me close to the rocks slid his
cock back inside me. I was aghast at first with the other nude black boys
watching, but he just held me as he fucked me. After he unloaded again, one
after another the other boys fucked me too. God what had I become. I loved
it each time one of them slid their cock into me. After all the boys had a
turn at my white ass, Idi took me back under the falls.
"I show you one more thing you like." He said.
He pushed me onto my back and straddled my body. He then fed my cock into
his ass. Oh wow it felt so hot inside him. He bounced up and down on my
cock. Even after I came once he continued. After the second time he pulled
off and turned around.
"You lick me now." He pushed his ass down on my face.
I was totally appalled at the idea. HE spread his cheeks with his hands and
ground his hole down to my mouth.
"Lick me white boy." He ordered.
As soon as my tongue touched his ass, I felt him grunt and my mouth was
overflowing with my sperm and other things. Tasting my own sperm set me off
and I dug into his ass with my tongue. He grunted again and I tasted
something weird. My mind did not register what I was doing, all I wanted
was more and more. I licked all around his hole and he then lifted off. He
turned and again pissed in my mouth. Not even thinking I just swallowed it
all.
He sat back and looked at me.
"You now shit eating white man too. You like piss, shit and sperm. You like
to get fucked too. Tomorrow I have other bigger boys come too."
"Okay." I said.
For the next 6 weeks I was used by an uncounted number of black men. I just
never seemed to get enough. Every afternoon, I had at least four or five
cocks in both my mouth and ass. I'm sure I swallowed a hundred gallons of
piss and know I ate shit too. To me it did not matter what was in my mouth
or ass, I just could never get enough. I'm sure I was fucked or sucked at
least a hundred cocks. Very late at night you could probably find me in the
male servants quarters at the house. A cock buried in my ass and another in
my mouth. Leaving was going to be very hard.
But a week before we were to leave we started packing. The day before we
left, I let every male servant use me and then let Idi piss in my mouth and
then I sucked him off one last time.
I was very sorry to leave Kampala.
Pretoria, South Africa was a totally different place than Kampala. Here
there were hundreds of whites every where. There was of course that many
more blacks too. I had to be much more careful. It wasn't hard to find
cocks, black cocks to suck. The first was the black servant I was given at
the house. He was more than willing to let me suck him off almost daily. He
would not fuck me though.
I was finally able to satisfy that yearning and was almost sorry I had. The
black who I finally got to fuck me had about a ten inch, very thick
cock. It almost killed me when he raped my ass with his monster. I was in a
lot of pain for almost a week.
Pretoria was also where I turned seventeen and my Father sent me back to
England to University. I was enrolled in Law. Criminal law, but it was not
what I wanted. I had already decided what I wanted to do for a career. I
wanted to do what my Father was doing. That way I could get more strange
cocks in my mouth and ass. When I registered for university I chose
International Law instead of Criminal Law. With bachelor of Arts in Law, I
went on and did my Masters in International Relations. After graduating I
applied with the Foreign Office. Because my Father was a career diplomat, I
was accepted and promptly became a courier.
It was now 1939 and England was at war with Germany again. With a brand new
Diplomatic Passport and a brief case full of papers, I was sent to
Washington DC in America. I was scared the whole trip, fearing the ship I
was on would be torpedoed. Arriving in Washington, I was then ordered to
Hong Kong. Another long train trip across the US and then a boat trip to
Hong Kong. What bothered me was that war was looming in the far east
too. Japan was already on the Chinese Mainland and in Korea. I really
wondered how long before Britain too was against Japan.
I stayed in the far east for quite a while. Shuttling between Hong Kong,
Australia and Singapore.
It was early December 1941, when I boarded a cruiser for a trip from
Singapore to Hong Kong. We were barely out of port when the ship made an
abrupt U turn and sped off to the west. When I asked where we were going
was told Colombo, Ceylon. The Japanese had attacked Pearl Harbor. Britain
was now at war with Japan. Hong Kong was under attack and Singapore was too
close.
The trip although fast was really boring for me. In Colombo I was given
quarters and promptly forgotten. Nice quarters, good food, booze, in
reality almost anything I wanted. Touring Ceylon I found plenty of boys and
young men that would allow me to suck them or have them fuck or suck me for
just a few rupees. As far as I was concerned I could live out the war on
Ceylon. Wishful thinking on my part.
My problem was that while shuttling around the far east I had picked up
several languages. I could speak and understand Chinese, Malay, Burmese and
I had learned Hindu on Ceylon. Someone in the Embassy found out and I
promptly transferred to India's north east frontier with Burma as an
interpreter.
Ceylon was not that safe a haven after the Repulse and Renown, two of
Britain's finest Battleships were sunk south and east of Ceylon.
By ship to Bombay and then train to Delhi. The train trip was the
worst. Start stop all most continuously. Although I was in a sleeper unit
on board the train and there were lots of great looking boys and men, the
train was so crowded you could hardly move anywhere. Five full days to get
from Bombay to Delhi was the worst five days I think of my life.
In Delhi I was issued a uniform. What the fuck did I need a uniform for I
thought. I was also issued a pistol. I turned it down. I still preferred
the Army Colt 45, my father had sent me for my fourteenth birthday. He got
it off a dead Tommy during WW 1. I was a lousy shot, but I liked the feel
of the big automatic. The uniform wasn't even British. It was American,
complete with high top boots. Put on another train, I thought I would have
another dull ride to my next stop. I was very surprised to be given a
private sleeper. The troop train had three cars added at the end. A
sleeper, Dinning and Club Car. These cars were reserved for officers and
diplomatic personal. Fantastic.
After boarding the train I really needed to clean up. I had, had the damn
uniform on all day and it was sweat stained. I rang the buzzer for the
steward. When he came I saw he was a very good looking Indian Male about
22. I gave him my second pair of trousers and shirt and asked if I could
get them pressed. He said yes and also directed me to the lavatory. After
shaving and washing, I was sitting in my underwear when he came back with
my pressed pants and shirt. His eyes checked out my shorts as he hung up
the pressed clothes.
Pulling out a five rupee note, I asked if he could come back at about
eleven and turn down my bed. His eyes got very big when he saw the note and
readily agreed. After dressing I headed for the dinning car. A good English
style dinner was great. I then went to the Club Car. A very young Indian
Steward boy was serving in the Club Car. After several pink gins, I wrote
my sleeper number on a piece of paper and handed it to him with a two rupee
tip. He smiled and nodded his head. He said he was off at 2 am.
At 1030, I headed back to my private sleeper. After undressing I waited for
the Steward. Dead on eleven Pm, a knock and he entered. He locked the door
and went about putting the bed down. As he bent over I ran my hand over his
butt. He never even flinched. After he was done he pulled down the window
and turned to me.
"Will there be anything else I can do for you Sir?"
I ran my hand over his crotch and he smiled. He started to undo the buttons
of his shirt. I reached over and undid the buttons of his pants. As they
came loose they dropped to the floor. I reached out and played with his
cock hidden inside flimsy shorts. He pushed his shorts off. I was
confronted with a long thin cut cock. Heavy balls hung below. I leaned
forward and sucked his cock directly into my throat. He moaned as I felt
his hand on my head. He slowly fucked my face. Soon enough I heard him say
`Sir', his very bitter and salty come blasted into my throat. I was of two
minds, one didn't want that bitter taste in my mouth, while the other part
wanted that cock in my mouth. Having that cock won out. After he was
finished he pulled out. His cock shone in the light. It was still hard.
I pushed my shorts down and leaned over the bed.
"Fuck me." I said.
He didn't need a second invitation. He straddled my body, ran his cock up
and down my crack, found my hole and hammered his cock inside me. The rush
of that cock going in almost made me blow. He fucked me in fast long
strokes, almost vicious in his assault. To soon to my mind I felt his hot
sperm filling me. He pulled out immediately. I turned and sank to my
knees. His spunk and slime covered cock was in front of me. I leaned
forward and sucked and cleaned his cock. When I was done he simply started
to dress. After dressing he picked up the five rupee note and exited the
sleeper.
Damn I wanted his cock in me again. My own cock was rock hard. I laid on
the bed, dreaming of that cock fucking my hole. I must have dozed off, I a
woke to an insistent tapping at my door. When I opened the door the boy
from the club car slipped inside. I closed the door and locked it.
Seeing me nude, he quickly shed his uniform. Damn he was beautiful. Smooth
skin, pert tits, no treasure trail leading to his 5 inch uncut cock. A
thick bush of curly hair highlighted that nice cock. He wasn't even hard,
but he dropped to his knees and slipped my cock into his mouth and straight
down his throat. He was one hell of a cocksucker. He took no time at all
until my load blasted into his mouth ant and throat. He sat back.
"You taste very good Sir." He said.
I saw his now seven inch cock standing straight out.
What's your name boy?"
Sahib, Sir."
"Fuck me Sahib, fuck me good."
He pushed me over the low table and very quickly shoved his fairly thick
seven incher into me. God what a rush. My mind was in heaven. He used long
slow strokes. I felt every part of his cock inside me. I asked him to go
faster and harder. `Next time', he kept repeating.
At long last he just held it inside me. The hot rush of his sperm mixed
with the stewards. He slowly pulled out. I turned and sucked his slimy
cock.
"You fuck me now Sir." He laid over my bed.
I did not need a second invitation looking at that nice up turned ass. I
ran my leaking cock up his crack, found the hole and hammered into him. He
yelped as my dry cock entered him and then moaned in pleasure. Almost as
soon as I was inside him my first load blasted inside his pert ass. The
heat of his insides and my own lust kept me hard. I fucked him with the
same slow strokes he had used. My second load followed my first into his
hot bowels. My cock went limp and I backed out. I watched as he clinched
his ass tight.
He pushed me off and down onto the floor. He lifted my legs and pushed his
cock into me. This time he assaulted my ass in fast short strokes. He
didn't take long to fire a third load into my ass. Now overflowing with
come and ass juices I had a hard time keeping it all inside.
When he pulled out he said. "I clean you now."
He pulled me over until I was sitting on his face. The feelings of his
tongue on my hole relaxed me and I deluged him with everything inside my
ass. He chocked once and then drove me nuts as his tongue pushed inside
me. Finished I let him up and then pulled him down onto my face. I didn't
wait, just ran my tongue into his whole. I heard `no' and then I had all of
his gushing into my mouth. My cock started to fire and he slipped down and
sucked it. I had never cared what I sucked up when I rimmed a guy after I
fucked him and now was no different. Idi told me I was a shit, piss and
sperm loving white man. I knew I really was all those things and more.
After both of us came down from the rush, we nestled together in a 69
position on the small bed. I started to suck Sahib's cock. So smooth,
almost as good as nigger cocks. We spent the night sucking each other. His
load was very sweet.
As the sun came up Sahib left. I gave him a ten rupee note with the promise
he would come the next night.
"Sir, for what you give me I will be your servant for ever."
"Your Hired." I said.
"Really Sir. You hire me away from railroad. I will make you a very good
servant. I go where you go."
I knew I was allowed to hire a servant, but could I do that from the
British India Railroad. I wasn't sure, but I knew I wanted Sahib's cock as
much as I could get.
"Can I hire you away from the railroad Sahib?"
"I must pay indenture fine. 300 rupees. I make half rupee a day while I
work."
I chortled. Three hundred rupees was less than forty pounds Sterling.
"Who can I pay your indenture to Sahib?"
"Steward will accept, but Sir three hundred rupees very much money."
"Not to me Sahib." I pushed the buzzer for the Steward.
It took a while but the Steward finally arrived, It looked like he might
have been sleeping. As soon as he saw Sahib he spoke quickly.
"Servant boys are not allowed in sleeping units. Get out Sahib."
"Sit." I said to Sahib.
"I have hired Sahib to be my servant. What does he owe railroad"
"He can not be servant, he owes railroad three hundred rupees. He must pay
first before he can become servant."
Both the Steward and Sahib's eyes got really big as I pulled three, hundred
rupee notes from my wallet.
I'll pay him off. Can you write?" I pushed a receipt book toward the
Steward.
"Sir, this is very unusual, He must pay to railroad."
"Can you accept his payment?"
"Yes Sir, but."
"No buts, just make out the receipt, that he is paid off in full. Here's
the three hundred rupees."
With a shaking hand the Steward made out the receipt and picked up the
money.
"Now get out. If I need anything my servant will do it for me."
He knew exactly what I meant, his eyes sent daggers to Sahib.
After the Steward left, Sahib was crying. "Come on Sahib, lets go to bed."
"I sleep here on floor Sir."
"No Sahib, you always sleep with me."
Reluctantly he crawled into bed with me. I pulled him close and drifted off
to sleep.
When I got up in the morning Sahib had already been up for a while. My
fatigues were pressed and a pot of tea was sitting on the small table with
cream and sugar. I small plate of English Biscuits was there also along
with a small pot of jam. Wonderful, I thought. I could get used to this
very easy.
"Jam not so good, but maybe I get better from other cars."
"It looks just fine Sahib."
I walked down to the lavatory and shaved and washed. Good what I would do
for a decent bath. After putting on my trousers I sat and had tea and
biscuits, while Sahib closed up my bed. He then sat on the floor by the
window.
"Come sit beside me Sahib."
All he had on was a very thin pair of shorts and an equally thin shirt and
sandals.
"You're a very good looking boy Sahib. I really like you a lot."
He smiled, showing perfectly white teeth. It just made him more beautiful
to my mind.
"I like you Sir. You very nice man Sir." I wrapped my arm around his thin
shoulders and pulled him close. I leaned in and kissed him on the
mouth. His eyes got very big and then I saw a tear.
"What's the matter Sahib?"
"I love you Sir. You free me from Steward and railroad. Now I always be
with you."
"When we're alone Sahib, call me Harry."
"Harry, is nice name."
It sounded like Hairy, but I didn't care. I kissed him again. As my tongue
slipped into his mouth he got hard in his shorts. I reached down and
squeezed his cock. He just moaned.
I also got damned hard. I would have to be careful around Sahib. He turned
me on real quick. Didn't want to have an accident in my uniform pants. He
seemed to realize what I was thinking and knelt between my legs. He undid
my trousers and pulled out my hard cock. He quickly swallowed it all. Again
he proved to be a very capable cock sucker. I loved his cute lips sliding
over my cock. Very soon my load filled his mouth and throat. He jacked me a
few times to make sure he got it all before doing my trousers back up.
"You taste real good Hairy."
"Your very good at that Sahib. Later I will return the favor."
WE sat and talked. He told me his father had sold him to the railroad. IT
was apparently not unusual. Many boys were indentured to businesses.
As we travelled he would point out things to me. Each time the train
stopped to take on water or coal, the train was always surrounded by
hundreds of boys begging.
"For very little you could have any boy. They do anything for coins." Sahib
said.
I couldn't believe it. Some of them looked no older than eight or nine.
The next three days were wonderful. During the day, Sahib always made sure
I had clean, pressed uniform to wear and brought me my meals. In the
evening he would wait in my sleeper while I went to the club car. At night
he would suck me while I sucked him. We would fuck each other and always
clean each other after. We slept in each others arms. I was really starting
to love Sahib.
As the train pulled into the final stop, I looked out the window. Everyone
appeared to be armed. Several jeeps stood waiting with drivers. I pulled
out my pistol and strapped it on. Sahib had packed all my stuff into my one
bag. As we left the train a large very American looking officer walked up
to me and saluted.
"Harry Stone?" He asked.
"Yes. I'm Harry Stone."
"I have a jeep Sir. Come along boy." He signaled to Sahib.
I walked beside him to the Jeep he had. Sahib put my bag in back and
climbed in. I sat in the passenger seat. The officer obviously knew Sahib
was my servant. He never mentioned it when he climbed in.
"Bit of a trip ahead Sir. We will get you settled tonight and you can maybe
fly out tomorrow."
"Fly out? Fly out to where?" I asked.
"Over the hump. We don't need you here Sir. We need you in China. We will
fly you over the hump in one of the supply planes."
"China?" I said surprised.
"You're an interpreter from the foreign office?"
"Yes, I suppose I am."
"They said they were sending someone who could speak Chinese, Burmese and
Malay. I am presuming you can speak and understand those languages?"
"Yes I can."
"Good, well if they didn't tell you we need you in China. We get a lot of
people showing up in one of our forward bases and can't tell weather they
are for real deserters or just spies for the Japanese. We need you to
interrogate them."
This was all to new for me. Interrogator, I had never done that. And what
about my servant, was he going to fly with me?"
"So, I fly out tomorrow. Just me and Sahib or is there someone else coming
along as well?"
"Yes, I'll be coming too, along with probably a couple of new
pilots. Depends on how much space is available. But you and I go
regardless."
"And my servant."
"Yes Sir." He laughed.
By now I was holding on for dear life. The road, if you could call it that
was full of traffic going like bats out of hell in both directions.
"My name is Frank. I'm with the American Army Intelligence. I've been
assigned to help you."
The jeep pulled off the main road onto a much better road. A few minutes
later we stopped at a gate. Frank showed the guard a pass and we were
allowed to pass. We entered a huge aerodrome. I saw at least twenty C-47
aircraft on the field. Some were being loaded, while others appeared to be
being serviced. He pulled up to a long barrcks.
"I got a room here for you for tonight at least." He said as he climbed
out.
Sahib with my bag followed as we entered a long barrack room. Double bunks
lined both sides and about half were filled with men. He walked the length
of the barracks, through a large lavatory area. The Lavatory had toilets
Urinals and a big shower room. I saw steam rolling out of the shower. Hot
Water, hot damn. I thought. He led out the other side into a hall with
single rooms off it. He stopped at one, opened the door.
"This is for you Harry. I'll leave you to freshen up. Be back to take you
to the officer mess for dinner. Your servant can eat in the general
mess. I'll show you both when I get back." He turned and left.
Sahib took my bag into the room and I followed. IT consisted of a single
bed, chair, wardrobe, small desk and lamp. Sahib immediately unpacked my
bag and hung up my uniform. I saw that it was totally wrinkle free. Sahib
really knew how to pack.
Thinking about a hot shower, something I had not had in a long time, I
quickly stripped. Sahib looked longingly at my cock.
"Later love." I said.
He smiled and grabbed a towel and handed it to me. As I left he followed
me. I walked into the huge open shower room. I hung my towel up and stepped
under one of the nozzles. Hot water was soon streaming over my body. I was
almost shocked when Sahib started to wash me. HE was very gentle, but
wondered what the reaction of others would be if they saw him washing me. I
needn't have worried. A few minutes later another man came in with his
servant. I guess it was normal. Was tough to keep from getting hard though
as Sahib washed everywhere.
Very quickly we were back in my room. I felt a thousand percent
better. After making sure I was dry, Sahib removed his wet shorts and dried
himself before slipping on a dry pair of thin shorts. He helped me dress
and then we waited.
Frank came back and commented I at least smelled better.
"Harry, you should blouse your trousers over your boots. It prevents some
of the more vicious bugs from crawling up your legs. Believe me I learned
my lesson real quick. One bit me on the nut and it was very sore and
swollen for a week."
He showed me how to do it as Sahib watched.
"I do for Hairy each day now." Sahib said.
"Good for you boy. Now come along I'll show you where you can eat."
After showing Sahib the general mess hall, we went to the officers club for
dinner. Very good food and I met a few officers and civilians stationed
here at the forward supply base. After several drinks, no pink gin, mostly
scotch or bourbon was available. I drank Johnny Walker scotch. Terrible
stuff, but it went down okay.
Sahib was waiting in my room when I got back. He helped me undress and then
we cuddled for a bit on the bed. Very soon he was down sucking my cock. I
spun him around so I could suck him too. Both very tired, we slept that
way. I woke up with Sahib again sucking my cock. I had a real piss hard on
and wondered what would happen if I pissed in his mouth.
I tried to prevent myself from pissing but to no avail. As I started to
piss, he took more of my cock into his mouth and swallowed. Seeing his soft
cock in front of me I took it into my mouth. He tried to squirm away but I
held him. His own body took over and I swallowed his very salty pee too.
"I'm sorry Hairy, I did not want to do that."
"Don't be sorry. I like how you taste."
After another hot shower and dressing we went for breakfast. After
Breakfast I met Frank. He said we were booked on a night flight leaving at
20 hundred hours tonight. Just the three of us.
"You should probably see if you can sleep this afternoon. You won't get any
on the flight." Frank said.
Sleeping maybe, fucking Sahib definitely and having him fuck me. Tasting
his sweet sperm was also on my mind. Sahib and I walked around the base in
the morning. Shorts and t-shirts seemed to be the dress for everyone
working. By the time we got back to my quarters after lunch, my uniform was
sweat soaked from the heat and humidity. The heat or humidity never seemed
to both Sahib. He looked just as fresh as he did in the morning. WE both
stripped and had another shower. Frank had already told me there was no hot
water where we were going. Only cold showers from now on. Back in the room,
with the door locked I had Sahib fuck me. God I loved his cock in my ass or
mouth for that matter. After a long time inside me we switched and I fucked
him. WE both came three times. After we were done we rimmed each
other. Both getting everything. I loved to do that and Sahib always said I
tasted so good to him. I told him he tasted best of all. We slept after
that.
Sahib woke me for dinner. After a quick shower I dressed. I don't know how
he did it, but the uniform I took off less than five hours before was clean
and pressed. He had also packed my bag.
After dinner, we waited for Frank to come and collect us.
Walking out to the flight line did not make me feel any better. The
aircraft we approached looked like a wreck. One engine was coughing into
life as we walked up. Squeezing inside and up to the front, we found three
aluminum bucket seats. No padding of any kind. Three oxygen masks were
there as well. Frank showed us how to strap in and how to put the oxygen
masks on. Sahib looked real funny with the big mask on his face.
The whole plane started to shake. We were moving. I said a silent prayer.
TBC
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